I mentioned earlier that one of my favorite classes is the course on surface geothermal exploration. I thought I’d share a little bit of why. Prospecting for geothermal energy shares some of the same uncertainty and risk as prospecting for oil. You’re looking for a reservoir of valuable fluid buried underneath miles of rock and… Read More Days 77-83: getting physical
One of the things you notice right away about Iceland is that the country seems to be deeply in love with licorice. It may or may not be true, as one of my classmates suggested, that people who don’t like licorice are subject to immediate deportation … but why push your luck? There’s chocolate-covered licorice,… Read More Day 77: the little things, part 2
About a month into the fall semester, we had a day off. Undergrads participated in what I think was some sort of academic competition, and graduate students had a free day called “Disaster Day” – kind of an ominous name and one I don’t want to dwell on. A free day is a free day,… Read More Days 75-76: life in a northern town
I went to class. Nothing noteworthy happened. I told you not to read it.
I used to have a favorite cookie. They were made by Keebler: chocolate wafers with a chocolate fudge creme filling. They were a little salty and undoubtedly bad for my teeth and probably didn’t do anything good for my cholesterol or my blood sugar levels. Sometime between the time I left for my last assignment… Read More Day 71: it’s the little things
The Western heroic narrative is of the protagonist who fearlessly battles tremendous odds and emerges triumphant. I’m still stuck on the “fearless” part — and it’s not working. I’m staring at about a bazillion equations I don’t understand in my energy tech class (which I’ve nicknamed Formulas on Parade), and slogging through an economics homework assignment… Read More Days 64-70: finding x